Stunning female slave, princess of troubled times

There are guards accompanying him all the way, plus everything that has already been arranged.Immediately after leaving the palace, there was a carriage to meet them, temporarily took out the token, and the city guards happily opened the city gate.

Outside the city, the family of the Yunnan Prince's Mansion, who had been waiting for a long time, followed closely behind and left Dadu.

The night is already very thick, but fortunately there is a bright moonlight that illuminates everything from the shadows.

Arnold sat in the carriage, hurried all the way to the city gate, and then ran out of the city from inside the city gate.She lifted the curtain and looked behind the car.

On the city wall of Dadu, torches were lit sporadically, and a tall and straight figure in white stood there quietly watching.

For some reason, A Nuo felt sour in his heart, and a tear fell from the corner of his eyes involuntarily.Even though the distance was far and the light was dim, she still recognized that person as real gold.However, this may be the last time we meet, and it will be difficult to have a chance to reunite in the future.

In the past ten years, the time is as fast as a shadow.

A Nuo gently wiped the corners of his lower eyes with his fingers, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Already gone." Namuhan boarded the city wall and looked towards the almost invisible convoy that was already far away.

Zhen Jin didn't seem to hear what he said, and stood there quietly.

"Tai Shiling has already talked to them, and they know what to do." Na Muhan looked at the empty official road in the distance with his eyes like real gold. No one knows where this road goes, and it is precisely because This is the best way to protect.

The night wind was still cold, and Zhen Jin coughed again. He covered his lips, and after a long time he gasped and said, "Go back!" After saying that, he went down the city wall without looking back.

Four years later

A fast horse rushed straight into the city from outside Dadu City. Before the city gate, everyone looked at the horseman.Immediately after, several guards came in a hurry, and when they entered the city, they just raised their hands and showed a token.

On the token, there are only three words "Prince's Mansion".

In the prince's mansion, the winter snow covered the lush greenery.Gan Mala went to the backyard without thinking about changing clothes, and heard a muffled cough before entering the door.

Hasen stood guard outside the courtyard, and when he saw Gan Mala, he immediately went up to greet him, "My lord, you are back."

"Well, is Dad okay?"

Hasson sighed and shook his head.

Gan Mala stood silently for a while, and finally held back the emotion that was about to erupt, and tightly grasped the flower scroll in his hand, "I'll go in and see him."

Stepping into the small courtyard, I saw Zhenjin lying on a soft couch, covered with a thick blanket, squinting at the sky.Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head. Before he could speak, he coughed again, and it took him a long time to calm down. "Are you back? This time I went out, but I got the business done? Much faster than I expected."

"I heard that Dad was unwell, so I rushed back overnight." Gan Mala walked up to Zhenjin and handed him the scroll in his hand, "I brought it with me when I came back from the Khanate this time, Dad, come here Look."

The picture scroll is unfolded, and it is a very long picture of memorandum, from the first time I settled down a long time ago, to the daily life silhouette, although it is simple, I can feel the warmth and happiness from the picture.

Zhen Jin looked at such a long scroll, almost drawing Arnold's life for the past four years on it.

She smiled happily, ran happily on the grassland, pouted her face to teach the children, smiled and looked at Brother Hu Chi Wudao.

Zhen Jin's hands began to tremble, and he couldn't help coughing violently.He tried his best to restrain himself from spurting the blood from his throat, and rolled up the scroll little by little.Looking up at the sky, it began to snow again, and the heavy snow fell like goose feathers, just like the day after she left four years ago.

He seemed to have seen her who was still three years old, with big black eyes, and he couldn't help but want to take her away.He still remembers the look in her eyes that hated him, how sad she looked, and the snow that was still heavy on the day she got married.Sometimes, if you miss it, you just miss it.

"I'm relieved that she's doing well." Her dark brown eyes lost their luster, and the corner of her mouth curled up with a last smile, which gradually stiffened.The temperature of the body lost rapidly, it seemed that all the strength of the whole body was in the hand that was holding the scroll tightly.

He was relieved that she was doing well.

From 22 BC to December 43 of the Yuan Dynasty, Zhenjin, the first prince of the Yuan Dynasty, died of illness at the age of [-].

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